world but not of it It means you want the cars the cash the jewels the house But you don't love it, it means to taxes regulation state law you live Above it, it
Yo, yo, yo, check it, check it Let us begin', KRS, winnin' again, KRS one did it again KRS bigger than them, look at them they bit it again I think
and beats and rhythms And gather round in the cypher to get down Give it all you got nigga putting your shit down But nowadays it's funny how they don
a city who Pock 'em and block 'em why can't you get it, we dangerous Came to get strange with it, bang with it Stop and get a little untamed with it Get
I get bewildered and it throws a nigga like me off beat But I'm back on it Because we last forever, sound good, don't it? Rattling in your trunks like
he jammed Golden chrome, desert eagle never left at home Flip the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
's across the road watching Hilltop, Cos they got the flow the hills have still got, The skills, the beats to get nice on, Don't need drugs, I get a buzz
spine when I'm feeling the beat, It's that fear of defeat, the need to better myself, It's the culture; it's not about spreading the wealth, It's forgetting
sky's the limit, we fly get with it, You ain't underground, that's because you dig it, It took infinite skills and hard work to get this far jerk, Look
I'm just chillin I'm chillin chillin, I'm chillin chillin [Verse 1 - Swizz Beatz] I got my Balmain on Plus my Louis on I got my Christian on Boy I get
get I've all adrift in her garden set I felt like God's own patriot Miles apart but it's all the same road I kissed her hand and said I got to go She
us Destiny made it possible to be us I know about your culture 'cause it's mixed with mine We go together well, just like beats and rhymes And tequilas
that chest and pump it hottie 'Cause when I hear music, I just lose it I wanna do it, with you, you, you, you And when I hear music, I get into it I wanna do it
all geeked up To get up on they throwns and become young leaders Opera put it on my culture, now if that ain't wrong Imus got it from the rhymers, now
the streets I beat cops and obsolete On every station it's hot you can't stop my heat I taught J and Dre how to rock the beat On what's going on today
is blind, and I can't see the future So I got to make it work, there ain't no plan B for Luke here I drop beats and spit bars and try to get established
I turn it over to the spirit and I leave her in charge My favorite record sounds like an African head charge She'll beat up the beats with and eggbeater
it.. plain as day Look how it falls down Falls down upon everybody! This is it [lateef] Looking, over a city, that's gritty, and rather pretty A pity, it